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As a rule, I am pretty sure that we all agreed to stop using the term “flash mob” and also just to stop even having flash mobs a couple years ago. But an old person self-described “flash mob” in a target for the holidays has found the loophole. (How do you think they all knew when to show up at the designated location? Did their pacemakers start beeping? BOOM! OLD PERSON PACEMAKER JOKE!) An old person flash mob two years after the end of flash mobs is like when your grandparents say something super racist at Thanksgiving and you’re just like, oh grandparents. You are “from a different era” or whatever. Please pass the gravy. And please dance to this song because it is adorable. (Via Dlisted.)
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When you’re that old, the phrase “last Christmas” is usually meant to be predictive.
Right, that hospice cat in Rhode Island is probably watching this and going nuts
Why did I bother clicking on this post, in hopes that this was not the content of the very first comment?
This is great. Maybe I will get of their lawns this year. You know, for Christmas.
Your move, senior citizen Wal-Mart greeters.
At 1:50 when the thumb came down over the lens, I thought it was God coming to take them all home
“GET BACK TO WORK! These shelves ain’t gunna stock themselves.”
We’re not here to start no trouble.
We’re just here to do the Soup-Bowl Shuffle.
Flash mob or Glee Christmas album promotion?
I’m impressed that those grannies had the guts to branch out from the rap world.
The sad part is those guys were teenagers when the original version of Wham’s “Last Christmas” was released. That’s how old YOU are.
I don’t even want to know how many hard candies it took to pull this off.
So, I’m about to go shopping for an ugly Christmas sweater and have reservations about participating in what I think is a weird fad. After seeing this, I’ve decided to imitate these gals by getting the cutest snowman sweatshirt I can find and dance like my grandchildren are watching me on the Videotube.
Merry Early Christmas Parties Everyone!
That one lady with the oxygen made me nervous. She was moving pretty slow but I kept thinking, don’t over do it bb! Very cute – almost turned my black heart around!
I love how, right in the middle, one of the women is like “Whooooo! I need to sit down! These dogs are barkin’!” I also wonder if Grandpa was dating any of the Grandmas. Because if so, that is MY Grandpa, who is 95 and still kickin’ it by dating a 78 year old.
Why can’t this kind of flash mob happen when I’m around? All I get is a Darth Vader conducting “Christmas Of The Bells” in this random building in the college I go to.
PS how the FUCK do people even know the lyrics to Christmas of the Bells?
Though these old people impress me WAY more.
wow. that is totally the glee version of that song.